Albert Ke no Reijou wa Botsuraku wo go Shomou desu

The party, which began with the biggest surprise, was grand and Addy was pulling from everywhere as expected. From the standpoint of his squire, he entered the Albert family as his son-in-law, so naturally, and more than Mary when it comes to his haste.

Rather, because of all the people gathering in Addy, Mary spent relatively much time in the middle of the party, and on the contrary even had time to relax in the courtyard. After all, Mary was, is, and always will be, Mary Albert. I guess everyone knows there's no choice but to sell it now.

"It's easier than I thought. Wow."

"Mary's in trouble, Addy."

"Oh, it's okay, it looks like your brother and Patrick are following you."

Alicia sitting next to her swells her cheeks "already" to Mary, who sits back and relaxes on the bench in the courtyard. Most importantly, with a plate of cake in her hand, I'm sure she'll blame it too, but she's not willing to follow up with Addy or Patrick.

That's how the two of us watched our rushed husbands and lovers, and they called out, "Um, Dear Mary..."

If you look, two courtiers who speak modestly. A parfet dressed in a light pink fluffy dress and shaking small floral ornaments in the wind, and a carina dressed in a chic blue dress against. The opposing two dresses were maximizing each one's appeal: adorability and beauty.

Both of them in front of the princess - in front of the previous heroine for Karina - with a nervous look on their faces, and the parfet, among other things, is trembling like a small animal.

"Mr. Parfett, Mr. Karina. You're here."

"Dear Mary, Congratulations on this one! Mary seems so beautiful and happy, touched, happy to me, happy..."

To a pulphet that seeps into his eyes with emotion, either thoughts and cries, Mary hastily said, "Stop crying with all the joy and sorrow!" and into the follow-up.

Then I deliberately looked at the person behind the parfet and said, "Oh," because, needless to say, there is Guinness Eldland. His outfit, which is in good physical shape, is decorated on the chest with a parfet hair decoration and matching flowers.

I guess they're escort opponents. If Mary laughed in prank when she saw it, she sensed what she was trying to say and Parfet panicked and shook her neck to the side.

"Yes, you ended up asking for an escort"

"Chi, no! Because Guinness says she really wants to come to the party and say hello to Mary!

"Really? But that's crazy, because I sent out an invitation to the Eldlands, and they didn't have to be escorts to come."

"Hih! Well, it's... he was, uh... letting me show him the coffee shop because he knew the coffee shop I wanted to go to!

If the parfet turned bright red and made a desperate excuse, Mary spilled a nigga and a grin as she returned "You were" when she heard it.

Pulphets who look blatantly at Gynath are funny to watch, and then they're cute enough to make you want to be mean.

"So he's the guide to the coffee shop."

"Oh, yes! So now that it's time for the party, that... how can you say that, I came with you and raised you! It's not an escort or anything!

"Good for you then. Wait, I'll bring your brothers in now."

"What!? Oh, um, wait a minute! It's the...!

Parfet hastily holds Mary back as she tries to return to the venue. If Mary spilled a knuckle and a grin on that palpable reaction, she flaunted her shoulders as Alicia and Karina aligned themselves.

"Not honest at all," said the two expressions, of course directed at both Mary and Parfet.

"Looks like you were a little early. Then make time for me later."

"... is, yes. Of which…"

I can see that Parfet's reply, which allows me to swim my gaze, has been long overdue, and I have just heard things that are not in my mind. In contrast, Mary tries to follow up with "Could it have been a little too harsh"...... Gah! and grabbed my shoulder from behind.

"Congratulations, Mary. By the way, I'm always free."

"I thought you were definitely coming..."

Needless to say, it is an ambitious young lady who sparkles the eyes of a prey hunter and enthusiastically curls them fast. The bright red dress adds to her beauty, but somehow it just looks like a combat suit to Mary. Red or is that what red makes that burning ambition look like in good faith?

When the boulder Mary was also barometric due to its overwhelming intimidation, she heard such modest voices as "Dear Mary..." again fearful.

Even so, this time not Parfet and Karina - Anyway, Parfet is desperate to inflate her cheeks and intimidate the grunting Ambitious Warlord, "Master Guinness or the Eldland family is huge," Karina sighs and looks at the two of them all the time saying they were stunned - if you look at them, several of them looked at Mary unexpectedly.

I recognize them...... and if Mary turned her memory upside down, she remembered the jealous gaze that stuck her back at the party she'd attended so many times before. Cold, then hot gaze as a flame. When I was alone with Patrick, I always looked at him jealously.

Most of all, with them, there was no color of jealousy in their eyes now, but rather a color of confusion. I had no choice but to be confused if I didn't believe that Mary, who was afraid to take away their prince scattered, was by virtue of that marriage announcement.

That's why Mary smiled sparingly at their gaze and bowed her head to the words of celebration.

I would also include the sarcasm behind the words "thank you" and "please put an end to the jealousy and suspicion of misunderstandings".

In response to such a mary, the ladies muttered "why not" with the potpourri after they looked at each other casually.

"Um, please don't be mad at me. I'd like you to ask... Um, why him?

Asked strangely, Mary rounded her eyes with Kyoton.

Him, not to mention Addy. It's rude to say "why" in the middle of a wedding party about the person a person chooses, but I guess they have pure doubts because, like Mary, political marriage is the ordinance that lives in this world of routine.

How the hell could that Albert family courtier, with all her beauty, talent and authority, and a Albert family courtier available to any man, deal with a squire......

They don't ask boulders that directly, but that's what their gaze complains about. Besides, one after the other, he gives the name of the man the day after tomorrow: "I am well, Mary..." and "I wonder if I have been married to that one..."

Most of them are unrecognizable figures for Mary, but for them, "Mary Albert may be the one to choose to have the best prince to herself," and they must be princes for them.

I mean, they challenged the party, ready that this time Mary would take away their beloved prince, and they were flabbergasted by someone they had no idea...

Mary laughed bitterly at it and flaunted her shoulder.

"I don't care how you say it, it's settled."

"... Huh?

"Because there's no better man than Addy."

Laugh so and Mary answers, and the ladies will round their eyes.

I've never seen that Mary Albert laugh so honestly, honestly, and more than anything else. At all times, Mary took Patrick's hand, which everyone envied, and then she did not dye her cheeks or smile happily, but acted lightly as a courtier. There were even those who were jealous of that attitude, which even felt relaxed, and wept that they were being shown the authority of the Albert family, which was invincible even when they stood upside down.

But now Mary speaks of her beloved by dyeing her cheeks with joy, the true opposite of it.

"Dear Mary, we may have misunderstood you."

"Yes, it would have been nice if the misunderstanding had been solved. So, what are you guys gonna do?

"What do you mean?

Mary turned her gaze inside the venue with a flicker to the ladies leaning her neck with the question mark overhead.

Today's party gathers enough people to be known as the Boulder Albert family. There are also visitors from various countries in the country, and of course the "Prince I thought Mary would take it from me" they gave me earlier is in attendance.

"So again, are you waiting with your fingers crossed without doing anything?

"It's..."

"You learned when you were Patrick that just waiting in silence was the only way your guts would be scratched by a selling country girl?

Yes. When Niyali and Mary laughed, everyone took a small breath.

But still, she didn't try to move just with a puzzled look on her face, and Mary took a small sigh of sigh at its unchanged depths.

"There are people in the world who are so dull that they finally realize how much they loved each other when they were told,"

I'm not saying who, but if I add it deliberately, Alicia laughs small when she hears it.

Mary coughed with Cohon as she blamed Alicia for such a reaction, needless to say, because Mary herself is the one who is' dull enough to be frightened '.

Addy told me that he loved me, that Alicia told me, and that's how I finally realized that my heart had always been with him. Given that bluntness, there's no way I'm embarrassed to reveal my name or anything.

That's why Mary pressed again, "I'm not going to say who," to start talking.

"Some people are dull like that in the world, so they'll realize someday... what a waste of time waiting with a dream? I'm not saying it's a winner, but right now, there's someone in front of us who moves and wins."

If Chira and Mary turned their gaze sideways, they perceived what they wanted to say and Alicia smiled bitterly as she lit up.

She moved to get Patrick to turn around and continued to chase her without her opponent being a prince everyone could scorch, cowering or retreating. That's how I finally shot through his mind. Differences in identity, differences in birth, numerous lovers, I overcame them all with one thought.

And then... and then I turn my gaze to Addy, where Mary is in the mansion. Because he moved, I was able to know the name of this emotion that paralyzes my chest.

Most importantly, it doesn't necessarily mean that they will turn around because they have moved as they wish. Sometimes they do things wrong, like Lillianne, or they're already slow, like Carina. Sometimes if you do it badly, you just end up hurting yourself.

Still...... and Mary told him in a calm voice like she would teach.

"It's very brave to move, you know they might hate you, they might think you might, you know you have that anxiety. Still... I think it's very nice to have someone who can move that way"

The courtyard becomes silent for a moment in its voice as if it were loving.

What broke such tranquility was the light music heard from the venue. Around the tune changed, did it even start at the dance?

"Because of this, and why don't you guys invite me to the dance?

I rounded my eyes to what Mary had just said about the name, as the ladies who had heard it were surprised.

I never thought of inviting a woman to a dance. Always the first song dances with the escort opponent, then just stares jizzily at him like he asks for an invitation from a man. Good enough to use my parents and acquaintances.

That's why Mary laughed prankily at the look on the faces of the ladies who might complain that they were so insane......

"Oh, it's the day the Albert stranger's maid shows off her marriage to her squire, isn't it? It's no surprise a woman invites a man to a dance."

If Mary told him with a niggle and a laugh, everyone turned their eyes round and looked at each other. You're trying to tell me you're the same weirdo.

But gradually, as the expression changes, I guess there's something about being them. Do you have such a hurry to think that if no one wants to deprive you of your beloved prince this time, you will be deprived again just because you have it in your chest? Still, the habit of just waiting so far involves your feet like a wedge, confused with each other and looking at each other.

It was just then that Alicia was heard calling from the aisle connecting the venue to the courtyard.